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Recently you've become aware that something is wrong. Even
though you're only forty-one you are beginning to wonder
if the symptoms you've been experiencing more frequently
over the past several years might be the beginnings of menopause.
The more you read about it the more you seem to fit the
pattern. But you are only forty-one. This can't be, it's
nonsense, and you tell yourself. You're too young for menopause.
"No forty-one year old woman goes through menopause!
Do they?" A sinking, sick feeling swells up in your
stomach. You feel helpless, angry and unable to make these
changes stop.
And lately you're wondering why you've become so nasty
with everyone. It's really not your husband's fault but
it's so easy to take everything out on him. "Am I turning
into a bitch?" Certainly your husband thinks so. You
ask yourself "Do I really love him?" "Well
of course you do," you say to yourself in a convincing
tone. Yet deep inside you know that he wonders if you really
do. After all, you have become less and less inclined to
turn him on. "It hurts me now," you rationalize.
"Is something wrong with me? you ask yourself out
loud. You answer "Of course there is, something has
died inside." You are obsessed with a single thought
"Why does the thought of making love turn me off?"
You are afraid to say it out loud but all corners of your
mind keep shouting "Your libido is dead! Your sex drive
is zero, zip, nauta!" And that makes you feel even
more guilty. "I can't remember the last time I really
got excited with him, or anyone for that matter." "Do
I really care," as he contends, "if I ever make
love again?" "And that crack he made about me
being as dry as cheese, lately -- the nerve."
"This isn't happening to me" you reassure yourself
as you reach for a magazine to fan yourself. It's easy to
keep repressing the symptoms, but harder to deny that this
is happening to you. You keep telling yourself that you
are too young. You are increasingly worried about how to
deal with the physical and hormonal changes that are surfacing
almost daily. The hot flashes, the night sweats are increasing
in frequency. And at a deeper level the emotional pressures
keep mounting. You're scared by thoughts too painful to
vocalize. Your ego keeps saying "Your youthfulness
is over" or "Your womanhood is also over."
"My body is beginning to crumble and he notices it.
Ah ha! That's why the subject of divorce came up again last
Tuesday."
"It must be the wrinkles or the hair that's getting
thinner." Everyone has noticed. It's easy to understand
why you're depressed and so miserable. Your libido is at
low tide, your wrinkles are becoming impossible to hide,
and your scalp now shows through your hair. And try as you
may you can't stop the progression. You are unable to control
the changes going on in your body. Just when you think you
have your dry skin under control, your dentist tells you
that your gums are receding! As you walk out of his office
you are cursing under your breath "Damn it, what else
can go wrong?"
Driving home you discover that you can't control the crying.
You feel trapped, desperate and unable to change the direction
your life is going. "This out-of-control feeling is
maddening, depressing, and unreal!"
Sound familiar? If it does you are probably suffering peri-menopausal
symptoms, if you are not already in menopause. The discomfort
of blinding hot flashes, drenching night sweats, receding
gums or the couch-collapsing fatigue typical of menopause
are enough to drive most women to seek professional help.
It's at this point that most women call their local medical
monopolist for advice and counsel. And they soon discover
that all roads lead to Premarin.
You are quickly convinced that the advice provided by your
local medical monopolist was right. By the second day you
feel decidedly more calm, more in control and the night
sweat you experienced last night was very short lived. You
didn't even have to change gowns.
In the days and weeks that follow you find that are adjusting
well. You are soon much calmer, more in control. You discover
that you enjoy turning him on again. Since you've been on
the Premarin you discover there's no more trouble with lubrication
and the vaginal inflammation you've had for the past several
years finally seems to be clearing up. No more bleeding
with intercourse.
But things don't remain blessed very long. Beginning about
the second month you begin to notice that some rather unpleasant
side effects are beginning to appear. Your breasts are now
so tender you can hardly stand to touch them. You are gaining
weight and beginning to experience bloating, sometimes terrible.
There is now a strange and different kind of tension in
your body. And the thoughts keep creeping back into your
mind that something is terribly wrong with this approach.
You talk with girlfriends who are experiencing similar problems.
They encourage you, you encourage them and you all decide
to "hang in there." In desperation you finally
return to your medical monopolist and have the prescription
changed and perhaps he prescribes Provera for you now since
your periods are still coming. And sure enough you once
again find some relief. But like before this relief is not
without the appearance of new side effects.
Months go buy and slowly turn into years. The misery you
experience is growing. You seek other advice from other
members of the medical monopoly and their advice is virtually
the same. The process repeats itself over and over. You
are told in no uncertain terms that "Premarin is doing
its job." Many women are told "Don't worry, we
have many other forms of estrogen that can end your suffering."
"Be patient, dear."
But, you know what? That doesn't happen for the majority
of women. The suffering goes on month after month, becoming
worse with time, and finally ending in desperate searches
for any kind of lasting relief. Most discover the false
promises of monopoly medicine and become terribly resentful
of their physicians. Many grow to see them as quacks and
charlatans with little regard for the well being of their
patients. And through it all a bloody fortune flows from
your hands to theirs.
Millions of women inadvertently play their part in supporting
the drug cartel and its government-protected monopoly. Many
wake up and finally come to realize that the drug companies
own congress. Many feel despair on discovering that organized
medicine is the most powerful, and certainly the richest
monopoly in the Western Hemisphere, if not the world. Some
learn to live their lives with the consequences. Some give
up and quit taking the stuff. And some become infuriated
that they were duped into taking horse urine!
"This 'synthetic hormone'-- Premarin -- is horse urine?
Are you kidding me?" Yes. It is a conjugated estrogen
derived from the urine of pregnant mares kept under totally
inhumane conditions. These poor horses are kept tied in
one spot so that the catheters inserted into their bladders
capture their urine. They are not allowed to walk around
outside or anything. Their whole life is spent in that small,
cramped stall pissing through a tube and being artificially
inseminated time and time again to maintain a virtually
continuous pregnancy. And their offspring share a similar
fate. "Well no wonder I wasn't getting better."
"The thought of that just makes me sick."
But you don't have to be in menopause to suffer catastrophic
bloating, anxious tension that leaves everyone around you
on edge or emotional and physical fatigue. The symptoms
of perimenopause and many of the symptoms of much younger
women suffering from PMS can be just as severe and disturbing.
Many families are destroyed by the mercurial mood swings.
Even the children in such families are sensitive to your
feelings of being unable to control the many changes occurring
monthly in your body. You grow aware that everyone runs
for cover when your time approaches.
And you are one of the lucky ones. Several of your girlfriends
found out too late that they have cancer. That's when their
friendly medical monopolist suddenly takes them off of Premarin.
They discover to their mortal chagrin that estrogen causes
cancer. "Estrogen causes cancer? Then why didn't you
tell me that before you put me on Premarin?" your friends
ask. That's when their friendly medical monopolist politely
informs them that this was disclosed in the package insert.
He goes on to say "Chemotherapy and radiation are highly
effective with this form of cancer." "I am going
to schedule you for complete body scans so that we can proceed
immediately with chemotherapy."
Most women on Premarin are not aware that estrogens definitely
cause cancer. And most women are also not aware that it
would be malpractice to let these unfortunate ones stay
on Premarin or any form of estrogen once they get cancer.
But guess what? Your friend, the so-called "friendly
medical monopolist" knew all along that estrogen causes
cancer. So did the CEO of the drug company that makes the
stuff. And to add insult to injury, both of these individuals
know full well that there are no medical indications for
estrogens. But you nor your girlfriends were ever told that.
Now your girlfriends are in real trouble. Sure they have
pretty skin once again but who wants to show it off from
the bottom of a casket?
Is something funny going on here? Perhaps you, too, are
asking if my friendly medical monopolist knew from the beginning
that Premarin definitely causes cancer and other debilitating
diseases, why in the name of God did he put me and my girlfriends
on the stuff in the first place?
If you doubt what I'm saying then get in your car and drive
over to Borders, or Barnes and Noble or any other book store
and look in the Physician's Desk Reference under Premarin.
You'll find thirteen or more pages outlining all of the
problems, side effects and diseases caused by Premarin,
the number one prescribed form of estrogen. You will discover
that you are at an increased risk for uterine cancer from
the Premarin and that this risk increases dramatically if
you have managed to stay on this drug for more than a year.
But it's not only uterine cancer that you have to worry
about. There is estrogen-induced breast cancer, cervical
cancer, vaginal cancer, liver cancer and if your bowels
are not good and clean, there's colorectal cancer to contend
with as well. But this last concern isn't mentioned. Get
any one of these forms of cancer and your friendly medical
monopolist rushes in to save your life. He now takes you
off your synthetic hormones cold turkey. And that's when
you discover the thrill of crashing and burning.
But none of this is necessary. You don't have to end up
being swept under the carpet, written off as terminal by
your friendly medical monopolists. No sir. There is a way
to avoid all of this.
What if I told you that all of this suffering was unnecessary?
What if I told you that each week of your entire monthly
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Now you can avoid those nasty, family-shattering mood swings.
Now you can prevent your monthly frustrations, bloating,
tension, pain, and digestive problems. Now you can escape
once and for all those blinding hot flashes and night sweats;
they are usually gone within a week. Your arm can now rest
from fanning yourself with a magazine. All symptoms of PMS
are gone within a few days. Menstrual problems disappear.
Hard to believe isn't it.
Your hair will stop falling out. Your jumbled nerves will
quickly settle down and you will find that you are no longer
agitated, but calm. No more dry vagina. No more runaway
emotions. No more feeling out of control, unable to stop
the changes that are going on in your body. And the wrinkling
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Depression disappears, being replaced with happiness and
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seems to melt into oblivion just as our nervousness does.
Triggers just don't seem to set you off now. And you discover
that during your swollen time of the month you can still
get into your favorite dress shoes; the water retention
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selections to accommodate the bloating; it simply isn't
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The hot flashes are a thing of the past. Good riddance.
Your stylist comments that your hair loss has stopped. Your
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